ALL.
He hath confessed. Away with him! He’s a villain and a traitor.
CADE.
Away with him, I say! Hang him with his pen and inkhorn about his neck.
[Exit one with the Clerk.]
Enter Michael.
MICHAEL.
Where’s our general?
CADE.
Here I am, thou particular fellow.
MICHAEL.
Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother are hard by, with the King’s forces.
CADE.
Stand, villain, stand, or I’ll fell thee down. He shall be encountered with a man as good as himself. He is but a knight, is he?
MICHAEL.
No.
CADE.
To equal him, I will make myself a knight presently.
[Kneels.] Rise up Sir John Mortimer.
[Rises.] Now have at him!